"That Bitch" Script

Beatrice: Give it back!

Mandy: Or what?

Beatrice: Or, well-- Just give it back!

Mandy: Are you threatening me, metal-mouth?

Beatrice: No, I just-- Just give it back, you can't just steal things from me!

Mandy: [Laughs] Unfortunately for you, my pig-ugly friend, that is exactly what I can do. In fact, I can do anything I like in this place. Anything at all. Chou, spotty.

Beatrice: Give it back...

Mandy: [To Jimmy] And you should stay out of the Girl's Dorm, you little perv. I see you undressing me with your eyes. Sicko.

Jimmy: You wish.

Beatrice: Please, will you help me?

Jimmy: Do I have to?

Beatrice: Yes! It's vital. Shes stolen my lab notes. Without them I'll fail Chemistry and I'll never get into Med school, now I wont find the cure for cancer. Basically, the future of the whole world rests on those notes.

Jimmy: What's in it for me?

Beatrice: Well, if you get them back I'll-- I'll kiss you.

Jimmy: Uhg! Uh, that's okay.

Beatrice: Oh, okay, well, but if you don't I'll tell the whole school you're some kind
of sad sicko who spies on girls getting changed in their dorm.

Jimmy: Relax. One set of lab notes comin' up.